turn to the left and see your right side in a pile
finding interest in talking with normal/real words is becoming more and more foreign to me. i honestly can't hold a normal conversation without saying dader, dada, booger, boglamma, danaheed, omen, joodlebugger-among countless more interesting concoctions-and it scares me. what if one day im in a job interview and i do my famous: OoooooooO dadaaa...that would suck...what would the employer think. i dunno, all i know is that im funnier and better looking than sarene. isn't that rite jack?....bahhh! ladies should watch out for that hunk hrach! he can sing and hes a stud! on second thought i take that back....girls he doesnt want you!
ahh i dunno there is too much economic turmoil in Africa, i mean cmon. monkeys, aids, publicity stunt, there you go.
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